Ghost Story Game Designer

Chapter 462: The Kids Who Fight the Haunted House

"Is it Xuan Wen who saved me from the brink of death time and time again?" Gao Ming felt that this was very consistent with a scene in his nightmare.

"Are you crazy? Why did you automatically ignore the words "other experts"?" The female nurse put the dish on a spoonful of rice and handed it to Gao Ming's mouth: "Because you sacrificed yourself and saved many students, the leader gave an order to save you at all costs. Many experts helped, and I also did a lot of things."

"Thanks for your hard work."

"You didn't even hide your perfunctory attitude. You didn't even look at me when you spoke." The female nurse had taken care of Gao Ming for several months. She read diaries, stories and various things to Gao Ming every day, trying to help Gao Ming wake up. Gradually, she also regarded Gao Ming as her friend, a good friend with extremely noble character and good at listening.

"Hmm." Gao Ming hummed absentmindedly. His mind was in a mess at the moment. The things the female nurse told him and some things he encountered in his nightmares seemed to have nothing to do with each other, but they vaguely corresponded to each other.

He was quite sure that he was in a real world, but some fragments left in his brain told him that another world existed, and that world in his nightmares was equally real.

"Which side is true?"

"Open your mouth, ah~~"

The aroma of the food blooms on the taste buds, and the feeling of the teeth crushing the food every time is so real, this is definitely not a dream.

"Is the food in the cafeteria so delicious? You've made me want to try it." The female nurse smiled and continued to feed Gao Ming: "I gave your test report to the doctor. They said that you have recovered very well, but you still can't do strenuous exercise. I guess reporters will come to visit you in a few days. After all, you are now a living miracle and you are very popular."

Watching Gao Ming chewing his food slowly, the nurse secretly took out her phone and said, "Look, this is a memorial room that people on the Internet have created for you. There are so many people wishing you well."

Gao Ming glanced at the screen. It was a video introducing him, and occasionally a comment wishing him good luck in reaching the shore would float across the screen.

"I'm not a god, why should I make a wish?"

"Brother, in that situation, there is basically no chance for a person to survive. Not only did you survive, but you have also regained consciousness. This is amazing." The female nurse fed Gao Ming another mouthful of food. "I also go here to punch in every day. If the hospital didn't have such a rule, I would have opened an account myself to record every day of taking care of you until you woke up. Do you think this is considered an alternative training?"

The female nurse has been by Gao Ming's side taking care of him. She and Gao Ming have been together for a long time, but this is only the first day Gao Ming has met the female nurse, so he cannot understand her enthusiasm at all.

Looking at those words blessing him, Gao Ming seemed to hear countless prayers vaguely. It seemed that his will had not dissipated, which was related to the fact that countless people still remembered him.

"Is it because the people and ghosts in the nightmare haven't forgotten me? Or is it because the people in reality always remember me?" Gao Ming swallowed the food in his mouth without thinking of the answer.

"Bang!" A child fell to the ground in the corridor outside the ward, and the building block model he had assembled with great difficulty was scattered everywhere.

"I'm almost worried to death, and you're still playing here! Can't you be more sensible and give me some peace of mind?" A man's rude scolding echoed in the corridor, and the child was so scared that he started crying.

"I'll go check it out first." The nurse put down the tray and ran to the corridor: "This is a hospital, don't make loud noises."

Gao Ming looked in the direction of the open door and saw a man wearing a worn black jacket standing in the ward opposite. His leather shoes were wrinkled, his pants were dusty, his face was full of fatigue, his hair was messy, and there was mud under his fingernails.

Staring at the little boy who fell to the ground, the man's neck turned red with anger. He tried his best to endure it, and then said to the female nurse: "I'm sorry, I was too angry just now and couldn't control myself."

The man spoke in a restrained tone, and although he was very strong, he did not continue to get angry: "Afang will stay in the ward with his mother. I will go to raise money. The hospital fees must be paid by tomorrow at the latest."

Without waiting for the female nurse to speak, the man grabbed the black leather bag he had used for several years from the ward and walked straight towards the elevator.

"Oh." The female nurse sighed and picked up the little boy from the ground: "Afang, we are the bravest little men, right? Didn't mom say that she hopes you are happy? Come on, let's play puzzles." Squatting on the ground, the female nurse picked up the scattered building blocks and returned to Gao Ming's intensive care unit with an apology.

"Teacher Gao, this child is very pitiful. His mother is seriously ill and is in bed. Do you think it is possible for this child to stay with you for a while?" The female nurse ran to Gao Ming's side and whispered, "His mother is in a multi-person ward. Other patients think this child takes up too much space and often complain. But Afang is actually very sensible and doesn't make any noise. He is completely different from those naughty children."

"What's this kid's name?"

"Afang, what's wrong?" The female nurse felt that Gao Ming's focus was strange.

"Let him stay with me. I feel lonely being alone." Gao Ming nodded.

"Thank you, Mr. Gao." The female nurse thanked him quickly: "When I'm done, I'll take him to the duty room."

After the meal, the female nurse cleaned up the dishes and left. Gao Ming silently looked at the little boy.

He squatted in a corner of the ward away from Gao Ming, with various cheap building blocks piled in front of him. He picked up a building block very carefully, and after thinking for a long time, he placed it on another building block with a focused expression.

After about ten minutes, the boy used the building blocks to build a beautiful house.

The child squatted in front of the house, seemed to be very dissatisfied, and took the building blocks down one by one very carefully.

He was indeed as the female nurse said, not noisy or noisy, and much quieter than other children of the same age.

"Your name is Afang?"

Gao Ming suddenly spoke, scaring the boy. He accidentally touched the building blocks, and with a crash, the house was pushed down and the building blocks were scattered on the ground.

The boy turned around at a loss, thinking he had made some mistake. He didn't dare to talk to Gao Ming and was overly afraid of strangers.

"Am I that scary?" Gao Ming felt that the child was quite pitiful.

The boy lowered his head and looked at his shoes, as if he was worried that he had disturbed Gao Ming and made another mistake.

Gao Ming was somewhat helpless. When he heard the name Afang just now, he paid more attention: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. I won't chase you away. I'm just very curious, why did your parents give you such a name?"

Still no response, the boy quietly looked towards the ward where his mother was.

"You can't get anything out of it even if you hit it with three sticks." Gao Ming shook his head slightly and ignored it.

Seeing that Gao Ming didn't continue talking, the little boy started to build blocks again, and soon a new house appeared on the ground.

Staring at the little boy, Gao Ming became more and more curious. He couldn't help but ask again, "Little boy, you seem to like playing haunted house?"

As soon as Gao Ming said this, he was stunned. What he wanted to ask was, "Do you like to build houses?" He wanted to start with his interests and hobbies to get closer to the child, but who knew that he accidentally said the word "haunted house" when he opened his mouth.

What Gao Ming didn't expect was that the little boy's reaction was also very special. He actually stopped what he was doing and turned his head to look at Gao Ming, as if Gao Ming had guessed it right.

(End of this chapter)